Admist the turmoil of a blood-soaked battlefield, General Hua Ren was perched on a horse, his once-pristine uniform now a canvas of rebel bloodstains. Lifeless bodies, a macabre mosaic of soldiers and rebels, lay strewn across the ground—some severed, others trampled beneath the hooves of horses.

In the distant backdrop, a bomb erupted, rattling the battlefield, and in that fleeting moment, the General detected the scent.

His Alpha.

His heart raced as his gaze locked onto the most frigid, intimidating eyes he had ever encountered, and a sinking feeling gripped his stomach.

Sheng Fei, leader of the rebellion, stood tall amidst the chaos, a sinister smirk playing on his lips. In a chilling display of power, Sheng Fei swiftly ended the life of a soldier, his eyes never leaving Hua Ren. 

The stark reality unfolded before Hua Ren, solidifying the bitter truth that their connection was entwined in the threads of enmity.

He could never be the Omega to a Rebel Alpha 

Or so he thought. 

The Rebel's Omega

He chuckled nervously. “You know what? On second thought, I think you’re right. I still have work to do.” 


He stood and walked toward the window, keeping a wary eye on Hua Ren. Just as Hua Ren lowered his arm, Sheng Fei’s form blurred. In a blink, he was crouched before Hua Ren, his warm hands cupping Hua Ren’s flushed cheeks. Before Hua Ren could react, Sheng Fei captured his lips in a deep, searing kiss. 


Hua Ren’s eyes widened in shock, but the soft, insistent press of Sheng Fei’s lips sent a wave of warmth through him, and before he knew it, his rigid posture softened. He melted into the kiss, his mind blank as a strange, intoxicating sensation took over. It wasn’t until his lungs screamed for air that Sheng Fei pulled away, leaving Hua Ren breathless and dazed. 


Sheng Fei grinned, his voice low and teasing. “See you soon, wife.” 


Chapter 67